ABSTRACT
Whatever may be the bravery of the British soldier, we cannot say much for his morality; and that is more the fault of others, than owing to any peculiar vileness in his own nature. We are apt to imagine that if a “common man” in the ranks commits no breach of discipline, he is a “good soldier.” Nothing is required of him more than strict attention to the orders of his superiors. He is regarded as a human machine, and expected to perform a routine of duties with the regularity of a clock. So long as he is clean in his person and obedient, he can scarcely offend. His mind is never consulted; his nature is never studied. He is the property of the Crown, and moulded to its purposes, forgetful of all other callings. “A soldier,” said the Duke of Wellington, “must not be very particular about religion.” But a soldier has a soul, and please your Grace.
